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I'm a writer, living in Bristol in the UK. I've had a handful of short stories published but I'm still working on that Holy Grail for fiction writers- securing a literary agent. So, if you're an agent or have an Auntie, Uncle, second cousin, best friend who is one...

Four beautifully descriptive sentences, each one telling us not only about the physical setting but also about the protagonist, and each one evoking an emotion. And a killer five word conclusion that comes right out of the blue, knocks you down and when you pick yourself up you realise that the conclusion, this particular conclusion, was inevitable from the first word.
You’re such a good writer, Lynn.

Oh, Penny, thank you so much for such a lovely comment. There are some days I wonder why I spend so much time tapping away at my laptop – and then I receive a lovely comment like that and I remember! Thanks so much 🙂

Wonderful sensory writing here — as always, Lynn! My first feeling was that this was post-apocalyptic, that everything has been deserted and he’s raiding some stranger’s abandoned house needed supplies. But then, it could also be interpreted so many other ways — maybe he used to live here, knew the shoes would be there… Either way, his desperation and loneliness shines through.

I thought that in the beginning, that it could be post apocalyptical. But you’re right, it could just be a rundown part of town, a man who’s hit hard times. You see so many, can only guess at the stories behind their current lives. Thanks so much for reading Joy 🙂

Thanks so much Russell. Yes, sadly, I see plenty of people who could be the character in this story. Saw one today, asleep at a bus stop. It’s not hard to write about something you observe so often. Thanks so much for the kind comment